Demons and witches dominate the rivers and lakes

Chapter 158: Dreaming Back to the Past 4
Until the age of 15.

Mo Yang told Leng Qitian to leave for two months and go to the valley that his mother had mentioned.

The petals fluttered and drifted with the wind, like a strange snow.

When I opened my eyes, I saw patches of black mandalas, a deep purple red, as if black infested with blood.The faint fragrance permeates the air, making people slightly dizzy.

I vaguely remember being sucked into the white light circle, and came to this time and space inexplicably.

There is a stone tablet engraved with 'Shuiyue Town' in front of it. It seems that W City does not have such a town.

The doubts in Mo Yang's heart became heavier.

In the teahouse, people wearing linen clothes with their hair tied up in a bun, and the people buying and selling are shouting.

Because Mo Yang's clothes attracted people's strange eyes, white skirt, a pair of black leather shoes, wearing a school uniform.

Mo Yang was startled, suspicion, confusion, and panic flashed across his cold face that hadn't changed for thousands of years, and he had a terrible thought: she had fallen into the crowd of ancients.

As soon as she entered the downtown area of ​​the town, Mo Yang felt a sharp gaze following her. The long-term training made her extremely sensitive to the things around her.

Suddenly, a refined man appeared in front of Mo Yang.

"The little girl's clothes are so strange!" The man laughed. The girl smelled of blood.

Mo Yang's gaze on the person who came up to him was this sharp gaze, but it was upright and spirited, and he was dressed in a green robe, giving him a touch of immortality.After sizing up, Mo Yang said, "What's the matter?"

The man was taken aback by Mo Yang's question, so calm, he then said gently: "Where did the little girl come from?"

"No comment." Mo Yang made a detour to leave.

"Little girl, wait a moment, is the little girl's surname Xiang?" the man chased after him.

"No." Mo Yang said impatiently, the way this person strikes up a conversation is really fresh.

"Do your parents have the surname Xiang?" the man asked in a good-tempered manner.

"No! Stop following me!"

"Come with me." The man said calmly, as if he was stating a very correct fact.

with you?Mo Yang's first reaction was, crazy!No intention of entanglement, quicken the pace to leave.

The man stood in front of Mo Yang, and said again: "Come with me."

Mo Yang's clear eyes rolled, and he said, "I'm hungry."

The man chuckled twice after hearing this, and said, "You really are an interesting little girl, come with me."

When the two came to the 'Zuiyue Tower', they attracted the attention of many people.Before the two of them sat down, the waiter in the store stepped forward to ask, and while talking, he looked at Mo Yang. He had never seen such a beautiful little girl, let alone such a cold little girl.

The man interrupted Xiao Er's scrutiny, and said, "Serve some dishes and a pot of wine."

"Okay, please wait a moment, sir."

When the food and wine were served, Mo Yang ignored the man and started eating by herself, she was really hungry.

"Where is the little girl's house?"

"..." Mo Yang didn't speak, how could I tell you?Could it be that it came from another time and space, would you believe it?
"Where are your relatives?"

"I have no relatives."

When the man heard this, instead of showing sympathy, his eyes lit up and he said, "What's your name?"

"Mo Yang." Anyway, no one here knows her.

"Can I call you Xiaomo?"

"No, what's your name?" Mo Yang asked, so that he could pay back the money for the meal in the future.

The man was startled, the question was too straightforward, without respect or seniority, he was more than enough to be Mo Yang's father, it was a bit strange to be asked this way.

(End of this chapter)